The young man studied the building in front of him. "The system bug is in there, right?"
After all, this was the building that housed the Combat Command Center. It naturally had no shortage of security personnel.
Although most people's attention had been drawn to the shadows on the lunar surface, the young man's inexplicable pause at the entrance quickly caught the guards' attention.
"Sir, please don't stand here. Do you need any help?"
A guard stepped forward to shoo him away. Thanks to Lu Bai's strict oversight, these armed personnel no longer resorted to violence against ordinary people at the slightest provocation. Their tone was at least somewhat polite.
But the young man showed no awareness of the danger he was in. Instead, the corner of his mouth curled up. "I do need a little help."
Seeing no apparent danger, the guard opened his mouth to ask what sort of help he needed.
Unexpectedly, the moment the guard took a step forward, he froze in place, staring straight ahead with vacant eyes.
Since he was facing away, the other guard couldn't see anything amiss with his colleague. He only wondered why the man had stopped halfway.
The next second, the young man looked up at the guard still standing by the entrance. "I almost forgot about you. You can lose yourself in the Bewitching Sect's illusion too."
Combat Command Center.
The central screen continued to faithfully display the shifting shadows on the lunar surface.
The researchers were anxiously analyzing these changes, but without data from the field, it was difficult to determine the exact principles behind the Mona people's technology.
Lu Bai wasn't an expert in this field, so he was even less likely to have any insight.
Unlike the researchers, who were frantically brainstorming, he quietly watched